Swinging Doors

This old smoke filled bar is something I'm not used to,
I gave up my home to see you satisfied;
I just called to let you know where I'll be living,
It's not much but I feel welcome here, inside.

I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool,
My new home has a flashing neon sign;
Stop by and see me anytime you want to,
'Cause, I'm always here, at home, 'til closing time.

I've got everything it takes to drive me crazy,
And I've got everything it takes to lose my mind;
And in here the atmosphere's just right for heartaches,
Thanks to you I'm always here, 'til closing time.

I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool,
My new home has a flashing neon sign;
Stop by and see me anytime you want to.
'Cause I'm always here at home, 'til closing time